There was a tavern in the village where voices could be heard complaining from the outside. Some of the men were drinking alcohol which made them complain even more than they would normally when out in the public areas. The hot topic was about the King.
"This King is out of line. What right does he have making us kill our allies? These wars he makes us go to are pointless." The man spoke as he slammed his large glass filled halfway with alcohol onto the table almost making the liquid spill out.
"What I think is stupid is the fact that the King changed the laws on the women." One of the women spoke. The alcohol in her body allowed the words lash out in anger towards the King. "What is wrong with women voicing out? We should overthrow this King before he drags this country into the dirt."
"I do agree with you." The man spoke out." No matter if you are a male or female we should all have the right to speak our minds."
"We need to rebel." Another woman spoke.
"I agree with you on that." The villagers were getting rowdy with excitement; the excitement was gone as soon as it came. Several men and women that decided to fight against the King were hung. The King showed no remorse. To prove that he was the authority he made the hanging public as an example. The village became weary of the new King now knowing his true intentions. The King was not the only thing that they were frightened of, but the Kings guards as well. The guards only acted tough, but did not resort to violence. First it started off as harmless jokes and pranks. They push people out of their way or accidentally kicked over buckets of food. There was one woman that could not stand being treated as they were anymore and finally spoke out.
"Pick those up! You're wasting food!" The guard was surprised that she spoke at him in such a manner. The man towered her when he looked down at her. His jet black hair was slicked back and he wore perfect clothes proud! The man did have some muscle and a belly as well. He wasn't as skinny as all the rest of the man, or as muscular. The man laughed at her as he said,
"You should know that women have no rights. You should watch that mouth of yours."
"Or what? Are you going to kick over another one of my buckets? Go right ahead!" She provoked the man. He stared at her eyes burning with hatred for the man that stood in front of her. Her hair was tied up in a bun with pieces of strands falling in front of her face that was covered in dirt. She wore a short thin dress that was also covered with dirt. The dress had two straps holding it up and a couple of buttons down the front. The bottom of the dress flared out just a little bit but ended at the bottom of her knees. The young woman was furious because the item that he kicked over was the bucket of the fruits that she had picked. The man laughed at her and then glanced around realizing that they had an audience, which benefited him. The guard signal for two of his comrades to come over. The two men that came over were shorter than the man that demanded their presence. One of the men had brownish blonde hair that stopped at his shoulders. He was almost skinny as a twig but because of the small muscles that popped out, they knew not to judge him by his frame, knowing that he trained to fight. The other man was about the same height as the first but his body was a lot thicker. His head was completely smooth from any hair.
"This woman is not obeying the Kings laws. What should we do?" The man asked in the sly voice. Both men that join the shorter guards smirked. They had something planned, but the woman wasn't sure of what. "Get her," was the man's only command. The two other guards grab the woman by her hair and held her arms behind her back.
"What do you think you are doing to me?" She questioned. The man walked up to her and said,
"Something fun," fear struck in her eyes. The man saw panic on her face and smirked. The man looked at the woman's dress that she wore. He noticed that the material was light and thin. Grabbing the material, the man ripped the top part of the material away from the young woman's body. The middle of the dress was still tight to her abdomen, so it helped the dress to not fall completely down to the ground. The man smirked as the young woman's breasts were exposed in front of her attackers.
"Those look delicious." The guard that held the woman's hands spoke.
"Please stop!" The woman begged.
"You should have the obeyed us and then maybe, just maybe, you might have not been in this predicament." Tears stream down the young girl's face. The man that stood in front of her grabbed her breast roughly making the woman yelp out in pain. "These breasts of yours are quite developed, nice and full." The man spoke. "But let's see what's down here." He grabbed the front of the woman's dress lifting it up. She panicked and pleaded with the man begging him to stop. "But you know you want this." The man spoke.
The girl just sobbed. She couldn't do anything against her attacker and when she looked around no one was helping her. They just watch the scene in front of them. The man stared into her eyes as he removed the cloth in front of his pants to pull out his large male organ. Her eyes were as wide as they could possibly be. The young woman struggled against the two men that held her. She lost her balance and landed on the ground. The men were no longer holding her, so she used the advantage to crawl away. "Where do you think you're going?" The taller man asked as he grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her against him. She began to hit the man and try to get out of his embrace. The guard demanded for the other two to hold her down. The men obeyed.
"Please don't!" She cried as the man positioned himself between her legs.
"I'm going to enjoy this" he spoke as he thrust into her. He felt the tightness of what can only be assumed as a virgin. When he looked down he saw blood on his member and grinned. "I didn't realize I was your first. I am honored." The man laughed as he kept thrusting inside the woman. Pain rushed through her body. The man finished inside the woman. He pulled and hid is manhood away. He turned to look at one of his team members and waived him over. The guard almost ran over to his head master and the woman. The leader pointed to the woman that laid on the ground as if he was saying, "Have a go!" Without saying a word, the guard smirked and pulled out his penis. He got on his knees and began to rape the woman just like his leader before had done.
"Please…" She begged. "Please stop…" The man ignored her cries and pushed into the weak woman. The man that just finished having his way with the woman covered his member behind the cloths that he wore. He turned to the crowd and spoke,
"Is there anyone in this crowd, or village that would like to save this girl?" He waited for a response and rewarded with silence. "So no one wants to have the same fate as her?" No one took a step forward; it was more of a step back. The young woman looked at the one's staring at her. She sobbed more when the women she silently begged for help through her eyes, turn their heads."The fault is upon her." The young woman heard someone say.
"I agree. She needs to be taught a lesson." Another spoke. The man that was the ringleader to the attack only smirked. The woman laid there while feeling the man finish inside of her and the last guard began his fun. She couldn't believe that no one would help her. The last man finished and pulled away from the woman. They left the woman there exposed for all to see.
After that incident all the women had fear struck in their hearts. Some men try to fight against the brutality against the women, but they were ignored. The King was able to make sure that the women would not speak out against the King, and he wanted the men to follow as well. He had turned all of the peasants into slaves and made them do his bidding. The King forced the villagers to pick vegetables or sew some clothes for the rich, which of course, the King made all the profit. He used the Nobles to pick up the finished work or the ripped fruit to sell to merchants.
The King advised the Noble's, that if they wanted to keep their wealth and somewhat power then they would become his eye dogs. They would have to keep tabs on the peasants to make sure that they are doing their jobs and not slacking off. If they find that the poor villagers are not doing their jobs, then they will be turned into the guard and faced with punishment. The lower class did not think the Noble's would go along with something like that because of their close bond. Once all this started, the once busy market was now bare and abandoned. The King wanted the villagers to fear him and make them know he was in charge. They soon found out the Noble's did agree and crushed any loyalty they had once between them. The King wanted the villagers to fear him and make them know who was in charge. He was King and he made sure that they all understood that.